The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

Seeing the ten centurions attacking the ten surrounding teams, all the onlookers showed even more astonished expressions.

In their view, the refugee team is "sending death".

Although each of them is extremely strong, the battle in the army formation is not about strength at all. Otherwise, if there is a war, if you send a group of strong men to the battlefield, wouldn't you be able to win?
This kind of war involving thousands or tens of thousands of people depends on the whole, on the battlefield, and on tactics.

No matter how powerful a person is, what is the use?
Although Dabi didn't use real swords and guns, as long as he was hit in a vital part, he would be eliminated.

A single arrow can render mighty power useless.

When facing an enemy ten times larger than itself, what else can this mere centurion do other than "send it to death"?
They can't even do one for one!

A group of courtiers shook their heads, Chu Liang sighed:
"Master Jia has the ability to train soldiers. It's really amazing that the originally weak refugees can be trained into strong fighters by him. It's a pity..."

Xu Chen, a scholar of the Jianji Temple, said: "It's a pity that these refugees are just reckless men with no energy. They can only rush to kill with brute force. There is still a huge gap between them and the elite teachers."

Wei Ping, a scholar of the Wenhua Palace, stroked his beard and said:
"This is also impossible. Mr. Jia is still young and has never been in battle. How can he train an elite army?"

Zhou Ping, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion, also nodded:

"That's right. Although Mr. Jia is amazingly talented and intelligent, but the way of marching and deploying troops needs to be learned and honed for many years. Mr. Jia is like a jade in the rough and needs to be honed."

Zhao Qi sighed slightly. Indeed, what they said was correct. The refugee team is really ignorant and reckless. If they can choose to form a group, it will be very difficult for any team to defeat them.

But now he chooses to divide the troops into ten groups, which is indeed a dead end.

This is true for the onlookers, and it is even more so for the elites in the field. Many soldiers laughed:

"What idiots! Don't they think we're refugees too?"

"Just because you are stronger, you think you are invincible?"

"Fool! Come to die? Let's satisfy him!"

"No one is allowed to stop me later, I want them to taste my fist."

……

The generals of their respective teams saw this scene with ridicule and sneer on their faces.

"The whole army charges! Kill them all!" The general who was about to attack earlier shouted loudly, and rushed towards the rushing refugee team first.

"Kill them all!"

His soldiers shouted again and rushed out together.

"on!"

"kill!"

"All troops charge!"

And they also led all the teams, and all the soldiers charged the refugee team.

In the distance, I watched the scene where ten teams engulfed the refugee team like a tide.

Whether it was the crowd watching, or Zhao Qi and the courtiers in the stands, they all shook their heads slowly.

From their point of view, the following scene is cruel, and the refugee team will be ravaged miserably, and will eventually be out of the game with bruises and bruises.

This refugee team is really looking for a dead end!
In their eyes, the refugee team finally collided with other teams.

Ah!
There was a scream of misery, and many people were knocked out and rolled on the ground in pain, losing their combat power.

This was what everyone had expected, but at this moment, they all stared wide-eyed, full of shock and disbelief.

It's just because the people turned their backs on their backs and cried out in pain, it wasn't the refugee team!
Rather, their respective opponents!

Yes, the respective opponents!

If there is only one team, it can still be said to be accidental and careless.

But every team that came into contact with the refugee team was like this!
How can this not shock them, not shock them?

"kill!"

"No mercy!"

"Fight in formation!"

At this time, the generals of each team issued orders one after another, allowing the panicked team to stabilize their position.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this scene, and slowly recovered from the shock.

This is the way things should be. The scene just now was just their carelessness.

But just when they were thinking this way, a scene that made them even more astonished appeared:

Although each team stabilized their positions, they still couldn't stop the mere Centuries on the opposite side.

Where they confronted, the soldiers of each team fell down one after another, and there was no single enemy at all.

This made everyone gasp again, their eyes full of disbelief, how, how is this possible?

Each team is the best of the best!

Why was it "hacked" by such chopping melons and vegetables?
It shouldn't be, it's impossible!
"Look, it's useless to cut them with knives and guns!" At this moment, someone suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone hurriedly looked, but saw several wooden knives hacked on the back of a refugee, and that person turned around as if he didn't realize it, and cut down those soldiers one by one.

Such a scene made them feel ridiculous and outrageous!

However, this is not an exception at all.

Facing the knives and guns of the elite, as long as it is not a vital part, the refugee team will not block at all, but choose to exchange injuries with the opponent.

Their strength is enormous, even if they hold only wooden weapons in their hands, it is not something ordinary people can resist, and often just one blow can make the opposing elite lose their combat effectiveness.

And the attacks that the elites slashed on them seemed like nothing to them, and they didn't even notice it.

Under such circumstances, the elite teams have nothing to do with them.

This is simply a group of invulnerable monsters!

Whoa!
The people were in an uproar.

On the other hand, Zhao Qi and the officials in the stands opened their eyes wide. At this moment, they finally understood.

Why did the members of the refugee team deal with it so easily when faced with the beating by the sailors in the second round?

The sentence "We are used to it" is not about grabbing food and being beaten, but it is Jia Jue's intention to cultivate their ability to resist beatings!
Zhao Qiyuan opened his eyes and his breathing became extremely short.

In just three months, Jia Jue trained a group of weak refugees into powerful soldiers with both offensive and defensive capabilities!
This is simply what ordinary people can do, and even, no one can do it at all.

Zhao Qi clenched his fists tightly and murmured: "If only he knew how to march and form an army, that would be great."

At this moment, Da Zhuang in the crowd suddenly shouted: "Brothers, speed up, the three-talented formation! Run!"

As soon as the voice fell, the refugee team responded in unison and started to move. Each hundred-member team formed a strange formation.

And with the emergence of this formation, the situation on the court has undergone extremely huge changes.